I didn't expect that the spirit of the artifact turned out to be a chatterbox, because it talked too much and was silenced multiple times by the Founder of this Space, and then became afraid to speak. It really stifled the talent of a spirit of the artifact, so pitiful.
So I generously said to the spirit of the artifact: "Well, I won't silence you, you can speak freely. In general, I'm not in the Space, so if you need me, I will automatically block your commotion in the Space so as not to disturb me. You can speak freely, but be careful of being beaten up by the other spirits in the Space. If you are beaten, it's your own fault. Do not try to complain to me, I won't accept your complaint, because it must be that you really talked too much and angered everyone, so you should control the amount of words you speak."
I do this to maintain a balance, they are all my subordinates, I can't favor one over the other. If they have any conflicts, let them resolve it themselves. Unless it's a serious situation, I don't want to intervene.
Besides, they are just a group of soul bodies without flesh and blood. Is it a big deal to give them a beating? It won't last a second, and once I stop, the pain should disappear. Of course, the premise is that they can't be hurt by something that can really harm their souls, like a consecrated peach wood sword or similar magical tools. If they are hurt by that, the pain could be unbearable.
I forgot, though, that the spirit of the artifact is different from a ghost. It has a physical form, it's just invincible, not invulnerable. But that's a story for another time.
"Can it really be like this? That's great, master, thank you so much. If there's nothing else, I'll go chat with them. Ah! Let me, a big chatterbox, finally relax after holding it in for so long. Master, today I want to chat for a whole day and night, even if I get beaten up, it doesn't matter." The spirit of the artifact was very excited and thrilled after hearing my words.
Wait, no, we can't let spirit of the artifact chat yet. I haven't asked how to solve the rule problem left by Founder. So I quickly spoke up, "Wait, spirit of the artifact, don't rush to chat with them. Chat with me first. After we've finished talking, then you can go to them. How about that?"
Actually, in the end, I was half joking. This is also a way to win people's hearts, to make your subordinates feel that you are very approachable, not aloof. Only then can you truly win people's hearts, or ghost's hearts.
"Okay, it doesn't matter, I can chat with anyone, as long as I can keep talking. Master, would you like to talk about ideals or about life? I, the spirit of the artifact, know everything from astronomy to geography, and I'm not afraid to boast," said the spirit of the artifact.
"Oh, that's great, Spirit Device Lord. Then please tell me now how to change the rules left by this Founder, and I also want to see what Space looks like now." Hearing Spirit Device Lord say this, I immediately asked the question I wanted to ask.
"Master, it's quite simple. You are the new owner, so you can freely set the rules. You just need to set it so that the master can enter and exit the space freely," said the spirit of the artifact.
Although the spirit of the artifact spoke with a respectful attitude, I still heard a hint of disdain in it. But I didn't care at all, as long as the problem was solved, everything was okay.
I am a flexible woman, so I smiled and said to the spirit of the artifact: "Thank you, spirit of the artifact, go chat with them. They can't kill you even if they beat you."
"Master, they can't kill me, but I will feel pain. The taste of pain is not pleasant, but for the sake of my speaking career, I think I can endure it. It's just pain, what's the big deal? But thinking about it still makes me scared. Oh, by the way, can you help me? In return for telling you the solution, can you set a rule for me to speak freely without being beaten, or even if they beat me, I won't feel pain?" spirit of the artifact pleaded pitifully.
"No, this won't do. It's not fair to the spirits. At least you can feel pain, so you might talk less or even stop talking altogether. If I set this rule, I'm afraid you'll talk too much and annoy my spirits. I can't stop you, and over time, they might even consider suicide. That's not acceptable. They are all my subordinates, working for me. I can't mistreat them. Allowing you to speak without restriction is already generous enough." I immediately rejected the unreasonable request from the spirit of the artifact. They are all my subordinates, and I can't treat them differently. That's always been my way of doing things.
Furthermore, how much can a spirit feel pain? So, I added, "Actually, you're just a spirit of the artifact. You should be the same as those spirits. It hurts when you're hit, but it doesn't hurt when you're not. What's there to be afraid of? You're not a flesh-and-blood human being. If a human being is beaten, not only will it hurt for a few days, but in serious cases, they might have to stay in the hospital for a year or more to recover."
"Master, you don't know this, I am different from those ghosts. I have a physical body. If those ghosts hit me, it will hurt just like it does to human beings for a few days. In severe cases, I might even get facial paralysis, and then I won't be able to fulfill my speaking duties. Master, please help me, sob..." Spirit Device Lord said pitifully, whether it was true or false.
"Spirit Device Lord, whether what you said is true or false, I cannot change this rule. The reason is simple: I want a level playing field, and no one can have special treatment here. If you're afraid of pain, then say less," I ignored Spirit Device Lord's unreasonable request. After all, it had been silent for so long before, and nothing happened. If it hurts, it won't speak. When the pain subsides, if it can't help but speak again, then so be it.
"Okay, master, I understand. Overall, you are a good master. Thank you for restoring my freedom to chat. Well, I'm going to chat now. You can take your time to change the rules." spirit of the artifact replied a little unhappily.
I can't be bothered with this idiot spirit of the artifact anymore. I'll just mute its voice so it won't bother me. If anything big happens in Space, Little Yellow will contact me directly. There won't be any big messes or irreparable events.
I then began to try to change the original rules of this Space. I originally thought that the rules set by the Founder were unchangeable, but just now, I heard the meaning of the spirit of the artifact, and it turns out that they can be changed. I feel relieved about this. It seems that I am the true owner of this Space, and that Founder is really a good person. I thank him.
There was no resistance to modifying the rules of Space. After the modification was completed, I smoothly entered the Space. Inside the Space, everything is actually very well organized. Little Yellow must have said that to avoid making me sad. Everything is well divided into areas, clear at a glance. There are groups of chickens and ducks, patches of vegetables, and the stream is full of fish, as if you could catch them with your hands.
Just when I was quite satisfied with the current situation, it seemed that from a distance came the sound of pigs being slaughtered, mixed with pleas for mercy. The sound seemed far away, and oh, yes, that sound is a bit like Spirit Device Lord. Well, upon closer listening, it's definitely that idiot's voice. It seems that this idiot is being tortured by a group of ghosts. If I hadn't entered Space, I wouldn't have been able to hear its screams.
Because when I was outside of Space, I had set up a direct block on this idiot's voice, so that when this idiot was beaten badly, it wouldn't come to me for help. I wouldn't know how to handle it. If I help it, this idiot will probably take advantage of my support in the future and harass these ghosts. Then these ghosts will be disappointed in me as their master. I won't do this tiring and thankless task.
"Master, how did you manage to come in?" Little Yellow asked in confusion when he saw me enter. It seems he didn't hear my conversation with spirit of the artifact, and he didn't participate in the team that abused Spirit Device Lord. Little Yellow still has good character.
"Oh, Little Yellow, you don't know. I can change the rules of this Space. By the way, have you seen spirit of the artifact? Where is it? I want to see what that idiot looks like. I think I just heard it screaming for help." I started to look around, hoping to see chatterbox's true face. I only heard it being abused in a distant place. Also, where is that Old lunatic? Why haven't I seen him? I muttered to myself.
"Spirit of the artifact, what's with the spirit of the artifact? I didn't see anything," Little Yellow replied, looking around with a puzzled expression.
It was then that I noticed only Little Yellow was left here with niece, so I asked Little Yellow in confusion, "Where are the subordinates I sent for you? None of them are here, and what about that Old lunatic? Is he not here either? Could it be that your subordinates have all been captured by Old lunatic and taken to some remote place to be dealt with one by one? Is Old lunatic really that audacious?"
"Of course not, Old lunatic is now very happy, with so many ghosts to play with all of a sudden. Just now, a football with a big mouth drawn on it fell from the sky in this Space, and it can talk too. It's a super chatty chatterbox. These evil spirits and Old lunatic find this ball very interesting, so they decided to have a football match. Since this is your breeding ground, we can't cause any damage, so we ran to a grassy area in a small forest far away to play. You shouldn't Do not go and take a look, it's really exciting," Little Yellow explained to me excitedly.
Oh, so the spirit of the artifact is actually a ball. There's nothing to see then. If I go and see, this guy will definitely beg me to help him out of trouble. Forget it, I won't bother. It's his fault for not telling me earlier that I could enter Space without completing the mission, causing me to miss many chances to escape. I narrowly escaped death several times. So let this guy be kicked around by these evil spirits for a while. After all, he won't die from it. I've secretly made up my mind for revenge. Little Yellow is a niece."
So I smiled and said, "No, I still need to buy some other necessities of life, preferably some plywood and bricks. I want to build a resting place here."
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